Poem-a-Day for Carl Leggo

A loving stanza for Carl:   Shafts of golden sunlight told; And smell of Earth after rain; You are our inspiration Through life’s shadows, your spirit ours! by Dalene Swanson Thank you Carl for your life, your poetic spirit, your courage, your inspiration, your wisdom, your loving care, your kindness, your heart, your conscience, your […]

  Turning Transcripts 8 March 2019 Marí Peté Durban University of Technology South Africa Click on poem title above to read poem

My Heart’s Clichés   On a saddening Friday I am Holding fast to Carl Leggo’s poetry Making grief my teacher poetically I am Learning to write poems that are riddled with my heart’s clichés     Caring Affectionate Relational Loving   Lavishing Everlasting Glorious Gentle Omnipresent   *CARL LEGGO*     Carl Leggo’s Loving Kindness […]

the sun went down earth lie fallow, still my heart stopped fast and hard my heart stopped today it beat like a tin soldiers march my heart beat sound a gong my heartbeat sun goes down again earth, cold beaten by hail my heartbeat stopped, yearning my heart beat on by Rena Del Pieve Gobbi

Endings (for Carl Leggo)   Endings Email endings It’s silly Too silly But how I will miss them No sincerely No regards Absolutely no best wishes You left me with… Poetic musings Sunshine swirls Blustery winds Crackling autumn leaves You left me with… Poetry Words Love Beauty Hope Color Light I so loved reading Your […]

TIME PASSING If I could visit once again that room Where minds of youthful vigour once did gather And one more time be touched by you, in matters Great, that beat in pulse of blood or scar Of tissue… And once again if I could take back Time, and so be touched by thoughts that […]

My life is not this steeply sloping hour Through which you see me hasten on. I am a tree standing before my background I am but one of many of my mouths The one that closes before all of them. I am the rest between two notes That harmonize only reluctantly: For death wants to […]

Ecclesiastical thoughts… All the seeds I’ve sown All the years I’ve grown All the streets I’ve known It’ll all just melt away   All the dreams I’ve cloned All the moves I’ve blown All the fields I’ve mown And it all comes down to this   Watch how that beauty mystifies the soul There’s little […]

Do you ever start reading a poem, and not get past the first line? Not because you object to the verse, but because you are not wanting to finish, unwilling to leave until you know for sure it will be coming with you? by Robert Nellis